Shordie Shordie — Holding Hands

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Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan? Not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you ride with a G

Oh, leave, oh, nothin’, free, oh
Baby shakes and it’s a money race
You can’t tell me what that money make
Stop the beat and let a nigga talk
These niggas broke and they still live home
In his feelings, she ain’t feelin’
Say something else, I’ma take your oath
Have him thrown out, she feel good, we go out
Want to leave but no outs
Now she want me change
Money, bank account on funny
Out her life, I’m running
Let her feel my pain

Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan? Not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you riding with me
Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan, not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you riding with me

On some other, let me meet your mother
Smoke these with your brother
Everybody love me, cousins sayin’ hubby
They must see another
Goin’ back and forth and back and forth, like how you never did?
Get to standin’ up and gettin’ mad while movin’ all the chairs
That’s when I leave
My bees swing like Ali
Drivin’ ’round, no I.D., I might go to jail
Choking, red light ran, was smokin’
Weed so good, it’s potent
Now they on our tail

Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan? Not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you riding with me
Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan, not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you riding with me

Baow
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Look at me, take my hand
What’s your plan? Not my plans
I got bands, you got bands
Fuck your man, wanna see
Where you live? How far? Just get in my car
We won’t go too far, now you riding with me